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“Maaaaaatt, are we there yet?”
It was the tenth time in ten minutes the woman on his back had asked the question, and had it been any other person in any other situation, Matt would’ve long since dumped them on the side of the road; luckily for her, this noisy nuisance was tenured in as one of his oldest and dearest friends and thus he had a bit of soft spot for her.
“Not just yet, Mieko,” he sighs back at her as he shifts his hold on her, tucking his palms behind her knees while her arms drape lazily over his shoulders. “My apartment is on the outskirts, so it’s a bit further out, it’ll be a couple more minutes.” He sneaks a peek down at his wristwatch that glows a neon green 10:10PM before looking down at the road to his residence, currently barren, even more so than usual due to its distance from the city center, which is where they had first started off their trek from Mieko’s business. She had made the walk beside him initially, but after a couple of blocks and a pretty please later, she had ended up hitching a ride on the back of her friend for the rest of the trip.
He couldn’t see her expression, but he feels her huff and he can only picture the signature pout that tends to sits on her lips when things don’t go her way. “Geez -“ He feels her weight shift before he sees her out of the corner of his right eye, a mop of black hair that framed a heart shaped face accented by two ruby red eyes and - theeere was that renown pout, seated prettily over his right shoulder. “- if I knew it’d take this long, I never would’ve agreed to hang out at your place after work!” she complains practically in his ear before going slump on his back, deadweighting as a form of protest.
“H-Hey, is that anyway to treat your closest friend you don’t get to see that often?” Matt huffs right back at her, momentarily tripping up under her complaints before continuing his way down his familiar route home. “I know I’ve been busy with a bunch of my gigs for a while now, so I just thought you’d want some time to catch up or something!” He feels his face growing hot, though whether it was from the exertion of carrying her or from the intrusive thought that he was the only one missing her company, was anyone’s guess.
Before he has time to grumble, he feels her move again, this time her head tucking between his shoulder blades, almost in a bow of apology, or rather to prepare her for her next words. “I’m just saying.. you’re only in the city a couple times a month, if even that. A whole apartment doesn’t make sense, it’ll just gather dust! I have a spare room at the cafe anyway, I could cut you a deal on rent, and I could make you cupcakes at the bakery, so you could just move in with me whenever you want!” Her last statement was said in a rush, and from the heat he now feels radiating against his back, he can’t help but feel silly over his earlier doubts.
“H-H-Ha, that’s a generous offer,” he starts off as he contemplates addressing what he was sure was nothing short of a proposal, but decides against it as he already felt a bit of trouble stirring below the longer his mind lingered on that and how much warmer she felt now pressed against him. He quickly shakes the thoughts away, steadying his focus as he then says: “And very tempting! Freshly baked muffins every morning sounds pretty sweet, so I’ll definitely keep that in mind, but for now, I’m digging my mancave plus I’ve got a lease and - *ah*, h-hey!”
“Shhhhhhh,” she shushes him after his rambles, her hands having come to rest at his neck at some point during his reply, her thumbs working little circles into the nape of his neck. “Don’t mind me, it’s still taking so long to get there, so I’m just trying to see how well you remember your way home when you’re distracted! Consider it a little experiment to pass the time~”
Matt could only shiver and squirm as she teases him, waving a hand back at her in a feeble attempt to stop her. One moment, she was a blushing dork and the next, an absolute demon on his shoulder, though a literal one in this sense. It was hard for him not get caught up in her sudden bouts of wantonness. “Wh-Whaddya mean? I’m not a carrier pigeon or something, I know where I live!” He then blinks as he stops in place and looks at some of the buildings around him, having somehow made a wrong turn into an unfamiliar street. “…I’m only turning around now because I just remembered there’s a shortcut down that street -“ he points out towards the way they had just come through, coughing rather inconspicuously into his other hand before going towards his chosen path.
“Oh yes, of course, you should know your way home, after all!” Mieko giggles back at him before shifting tactics by bringing her teeth into the equation, carefully dragging them over his pulse so she could feel it jump under her lips when she places a kiss to it. “I totally trust that my best dude has a good enough head on his shoulders to keep focused and get to his destination~”
“N-Not that I have much of a choice!” He snipes back in a grumble as his blush only deepens, her teasing leaving his knees weak and a bit of an awkward wobble to his walk as he practically grips at her thighs for some form of solace, tightening his hold on her as he continues to charge blindly. “I-I can’t exactly get rid of the distraction!”
It’s a bit sadistic, getting a little thrill out of watching him squirm under her, and she can’t suppress the cheeky smile on her face as she only adds onto the pressure. “Geez, Matty~” Her legs sink down a bit lower on his waist, just barely grazing against something growing in front of him, before she readjusts herself to settle against his back more comfortably. “Are we almost there yet? You said this was a shortcut, right? How much longer do I have to wait~?”
“Q-Quit being so goddamn impa- m-*mmm~*” An audible groan finally escapes him, one that he quickly silences by bringing his arm up to muffle the sound, his eyes darting about to check if anyone happened to be around while hers twinkled mischievously in the dark. “At this rate, I’m not sure if I can make it…” Taking note of the fact that no one seemed to be near, he turns his attention to a nearby alleyway before flickering to her for a brief moment. “….M-Mind a quick detour?”
The question seemed rhetorical as he simply makes a beeline down the alley, though as both his passenger and the cause of his current frustrations, she thought it best to go along regardless. The alley goes on for a couple feet more before coming to a sharp turn that leads to a small dead end with damp boxes and an air conditioner buzzing high above the wall, the only source of light coming from directly where they had entered, a lamppost across the street casting a soft yellow light on their back alley affairs.
Matt seems to deem the dead end a sufficient pit stop as he lets out a shuddering sigh, the fumbling sound of a belt buckle followed by a zipper leads the much interested succubus on his back to peer over and drink in the sight of his rock hard cock gripped in his right fist, his tip red and flared and throbbing, no doubt a result from her incessant torture. “S-S-Sorry Mieko, it’s.. gonna take a bit longer,” he apologizes in a red faced huff, his head ducked down in concentration before he begins stroking himself off, his other hand still latched onto her thigh as if to keep her in place, his fingers kneading into the flesh to leave their imprints.
Mieko is simply mesmerized as she hangs off her male companion’s broad shoulders, essentially in a prime seat to watch his masturbation session. She takes in eyefuls of what she can from her angle: the way the light casts shadows down length of thickness, the little bit of green curls peeking out from beneath his shaft, the way his chest hiccups when he feels especially good. The longer he pleasures himself, the more impatient she becomes and frankly, a little insulted that he had brought a cute girl like her to an alleyway at night to masturbate publicly but has yet to go past thigh level. “I-It would go faster i-if I helped!” She pipes up, releasing herself from his back to stand on her own, her hands slipping from his shoulders to instead ball up his shirt in her fists, tugging on the material in a bit of a fit as she continues to gripe, “Just let me h-handle it, I-I’m why it’s like this, so I’ll take responsibility!”
He’s temporarily broken out of his daze, his eyes squinting over his shoulder at her proclamations, ignoring the aching in his cock to give her his full attention. A goofy smile slides onto his face as he just eagerly nods along with her demands, really unable to resist her when she seems so eager to help and his dick was already craving her touch. Nonetheless, he decides to give her a hard time for the hell of it. “W-Well, usually I feel completely comfortable going to you when I have needs, but I wasn’t s-sure if you were as degenerate as me!” He caps his sentence off by reaching back to grab a handful of her ass this time, to which she squeaks at the sudden grope, the cheeks on her face burning a deep red while her other pair were tended to.
“*Seriously*?” With a bit of reluctance, she manages to pry herself from his kneading palms, her partner giving a rather pathetic whine at the loss. Then, as if to prove her degeneracy to him, she makes a move to squat down in front of him, coming to eye level with his twitching member. She pops the first few buttons on her top, just enough to let her bare breasts spill out into the open, her nipples perked from the exposure to the air. “…I-It’s cute that you forget who you’re talking to sometimes~” Mieko pants out as her tongue lolls out in a lewd expression, her hot breath against the tip of his cock earning her a bead of precum.
Steam practically pours out of Matt’s ears as he watches his companion’s more devious nature come to light, an involuntary groan escaping him as his cock strained for her attention. Still wary of their slightly public surroundings, he shifts to block her from view to preserve some bit of decency, despite the cockhungry glint in her eye he had come to know well. “Sh-Shut up, I try not to assume things, alright?!” Not wanting to give her the opportunity for another smart remark, he takes hold of either side of her head and wastes no time in using her mouth to get himself off, his hips thrusting in quick succession as he humps at her face. And as he had predicted, her next bit of snark was just on the tip of her tongue before his cock began gliding over it and his tip was teasing at the back of her throat, causing her to gag for a moment before she gets a hold of herself.
“M-Mnnff..” Her hands come up to grasp at his hips, slowing them down but bringing them in deeper as her moans make a pleasant buzz around her mouthful. As she sets the pace, Matt removes his hands from her head to prop one against the brick wall behind her for support, the other pressing into a fist against his own lips to try and stifle his moans. “F-Fuck, how do you a-always make me like this?” he hisses through gritted teeth, the noise drawing his partner’s attention. She makes a quizzical noise in the back of her throat at his question, shooting him an angelic look complete with fluttered eyelashes, all while the lewdest of slurps could be heard from her as she services his rod with her tongue, her drool slicking him up and dribbling down the front of her chest.
The sight of her sloppily choking him down nearly has him near feral, his body shaking as his shaft is assaulted with pleasure, a small growl exiting him to take place of the moans he was fighting to keep back. “I-I can’t.. I can’t take this-“ he stammers out in a near daze as his hips begin to piston once more, a hint of desperation in his voice as he shifts his stance and plants both palms against the wall, using his cock to effectively pin her in place as he forces her to take every last inch of him down her throat. “T-Take it, Mieko! You started this, f-finish up!” He grunts as he fucks her mouth with reckless abandon, causing the girl at his waist to cough and splutter as she attempts to keep up.
It takes her a bit longer to catch her bearings this time around, the feeling of his thickness battering against her tight throat a little too overwhelming at the moment, her eyes rolling back into her skull from the sensation; and with how utterly depraved he looked, hunched over in stuttered groans, rutting against her face so desperately for release, it was impossible for her deny her dear friend’s silent plea. Per his demand, she finishes up by locking her arms around his waist and jerking him forward, just as she would completely engulf his thick cock, her sticky breasts rubbing against his upper thighs while her throat flexes and coats him fully with her spit. The sudden deepthroat seemed to have done just the trick as she feels his hips spasm followed by pulse after pulse of his thick seed firing down her gullet, each accompanied by a heavy moan. “F-FUCK, Mi-Mieko, I’m cum.. ming!” He groans aloud, forgetting their environment and instead losing himself to the pleasure of her pumping her stomach full of his cum.
Mieko takes her time to properly coax out his load and clean up afterward, coiling her tongue one last time around his softening member before at last pulling away from his hips with an awfully wet pop. The separation leaves his cock cold and has Matt nearly stumbling forward into his partner, if not for her tight hold still on his waist. “H-Hey, thanks for that by the way,” he starts off at last as he begins to tuck his tool away one handed, the other running through her hair in an affectionate pet. When she didn’t raise her head to reply, a bit of post nut clarity seems to take hold of him as he suddenly begins to rush through an explanation, reconsidering that perhaps their public act of indecency was too much for her too handle after all. “I-I know I blamed you there, but I really shouldn’t have just- what are you-“
His rambled apology runs short as she finally tilts her head back to meet his gaze, flashing him an open mouth of his cum, her little pink tongue peeking out from beneath the milky white. With his eyes locked on her, she makes a show of closing her eyes and swallowing deeply, letting out a pleased sigh as she savored the taste of him. She waits one beat, then two before she opens her eyes to meet his gaze once more, a fire rekindled in them to match the red building on his cheeks.
“So… your place, right?” She says coyly as she buttons her top back up, shivering at the feeling of her spit making the fabric stick to her skin. Before she could push herself to stand, his hands would already be sweeping up and under her legs to carry her bridal style this time around, a determined look on his face and a bit of pep in his step as he hustles his way out of the alley.
“Ma’am, yes, ma’am!” He salutes animatedly, his hurried footsteps home accompanied by the sound of her laughter sent them off on the rest of their night.